Venting *********

[wait whattt? :o]

Fuck, it has been 4 months and yet I struggle. Observe and diffuse, observe and disarm, observe and dismantle. Observe observe observe observe observe observe observe observe observe observe observe observe.

Observe, diffuse—it's all I need. So why
do I refuse it? To recite, recite,
recite, ignite—and that is all. So why
do I reject? Again, again, again.
Again I fail, again I lose, again
I mope. Depressed again. Is there a way?
Is there an out? Is there the end? Will I
approach the end? Will I reach it? If so,
when?

 

[Memento Mori]

What are you observing?

 

[wait whattt? :o]

What are you observing?

Myself.

Don't mind me. I was venting and felt like writing a poem for whatever reason.